Title: More Than a Witch
By: Gabby
Disclaimer: I don't own any of this. Joss Whedon owns all Buffy related things and JK Rowling owns all Harry Potter related things. Also JK Rowling's new HP book (5th one) ROCKS! Great job on it! If you haven't read it..read it!
Summary/Time Lines: What if Buffy had always been a witch and lived in England, where she had found out about Slayers before she became one? I'm having Buffy going to Hogwarts with Charlie and Bill and such, but don't worry, everyone else will be added in there. So obviously this is AU because I'm messing with both stories quite a bit, but it should turn out well and make sense. Also if I've got the amount of years that the Weasley children are apart in age and at school wrong I'm very sorry.
Author's Note: Well here's the story. Hope you enjoy. Also please read and review. I'm open for constructive criticism, but please no flames.
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Someone to Speak To
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Buffy's day drug on slowly. Everyone was following Christina around asking her exactly what happened. Buffy figured most of the teachers knew she was a Slayer, as she didn't get in trouble for leaving the school. All day she had been using the excuse that she was in the corner of the common room the whole time because she had fallen asleep and that the thing that flew by the window was probably a bat. Buffy thought that the excuse wasn't very good but worked well enough on people who weren't there.
As she was thinking about this her thoughts were interrupted when the bell rang. She slowly stood up from her chair in the back of Dangerous Creatures and Beings. She picked up her books and skulked up to the front of the room. As she went towards the door Professor O'Brien stopped her, "Buffy, can I have a word with you?"
Buffy nodded and walked back over to his desk. He conjured a chair for her to sit in. Buffy took a seat in the chair and set her books on her lap. She looked at his face. His intense brown eyes were set, he looked concerned.
"Buffy are you doing OK?" he asked softly.
"S-sure," she stuttered, "Why do you ask?"
"The past few days you've seen distant, disconnected. Is there anything on your mind?"
"Well.." Buffy started.
"You can tell me."
Buffy nodded and launched into a full explanation of her dreams and of what happened last night and how last night's events and her dream didn't cliché. When she had finished Angel sighed and sat back in the chair. Buffy sat still for a few more minutes, wondering what she should do. Finally after a few minutes of awkward silence Angel sat forward.
"If this, the dreams and events, ever happens again please come and tell me," he said quietly.
"OK," Buffy nodded and stood up.
"Have a good day Miss Summers."
Buffy locked eyes with him. There it was again, that same feeling of recognition that she also had with Tegan. She quickly turned away, "You too." She then left the room.
Angel quickly got out of his chair and headed to Giles' classroom. When he flung the door open Giles started in fright. He sighed when he saw it was Angel. He set his quill down and gestured for Angel to sit in one of the chairs across from his desk. Angel took a seat.
"What's the problem?" Giles asked, placing his hands on his desk.
"Buffy Summers. She's been having dreams..er..one of the latest one was more of a nightmare. She's been dreaming about Slayers. *The* Slayer, the current one is always in her dreams. She saw Carla killed. She also saw Christina patrolling last night," Angel stated.
"You think she has something to do with the Slayers?"
"Yes, because how does any random person have dreams about Slayers?"
Giles sighed, folded and un-folded his hands, "I'll talk to Travers and see what he has to say."
"Tell him that she told you, not me. He wouldn't believe you if it came from me."
Giles nodded as Angel got up and exited the room.
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A few weeks later Angel was sitting in his classroom preparing his lesson for the following Monday when Doyle raced into his room, panting heavily and shaking violently.
"Is there a problem Mr. Doyle?" Angel asked setting down his parchment.
"I-is this n-n-normal?" Doyle asked and he quickly sneezed.
His face turned a pale green color and horns quickly erupted all over his face. He screwed up his face and it turned back to its normal color and the horns disappeared.
"Well that was..interesting," Angel said, "You're a demon, well part demon at least."
"Joy, wont mum be thrilled, she's got a demon child."
"I take it your mums not demon. Is your father?"
"I never knew my father, he left when Tegan and I were 3."
"What about Tegan, is she demon?"
"I don't think so."
"OK, well we're going to have to go talk to Professor Giles and Headmaster Dumbledore. Has anything else been happening?"
Doyle shuffled his feet and went to open his mouth, but his eyes quickly went milky white and he fell against a chair and twitched a few times. Angel shot up from his desk and went to his side. A few seconds later Doyle came out of it and was sitting there panting heavily and shaking violently.
"That's been happening," Doyle said shakily.
"Visions," Angel pronounced.
"I didn't like this one."
"Well hardly anyone would like falling and twitching-" Angel started.
"I don't mean that. I mean what happened *in* the vision," Doyle rolled his eyes.
"What was it?"
"Someone died."
Angel's eyes widened, "What happened?"
"A vampire, it killed a girl. They were fighting, the girl was a fair match to it, but he won."
Angel stood up and knew that Buffy and Doyle were some how connected to the Slayer line and the Powers That Be.
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*Christina kicked the vampire in the gut and he flew into a bush. He sprang back up and raced at her. She ducked and the vampire flew over her head. She started running deeper into the forest, directing the vampire away from the school. Three figures, two taller and one smaller, raced through the forest after them.
Christina then tripped over a root. Her eyes widened as she scrambled away on all fours. The vampire cornered her and then kicked her in the stomach, knocking the wind out of her for a few seconds. He lifted her up by the throat against the tree.
When she was on the ground she had dropped her stake, so her empty hands flew to the vampires hands, which were around her throat, choking her. She pushed and pulled at his hands, but was weak from loss of air. She was about as strong as the average person now. Her hands pushed and pulled until her body fell limp against the tree.
The three figures were too late to save Christina the Vampire Slayer.*
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Buffy awoke quickly and found herself still sitting in the common room. She knew Christina would be gone in the morning. She had to find Professor O'Brien. She stood up quickly and raced out of the common room, ignoring the calls of "Buffy where are you going?". She raced down to the dungeons and into Professor O'Brien's classroom, he wasn't there. She sighed angrily and sat down in a chair and waited.
A few minutes later Professor O'Brien, Professor Giles, and Doyle walked into the room. Her eyes widened, she knew who the three figures were, and she didn't have to tell them what happened.
By: Gabby
Disclaimer: I don't own any of this. Joss Whedon owns all Buffy related things and JK Rowling owns all Harry Potter related things. Also JK Rowling's new HP book (5th one) ROCKS! Great job on it! If you haven't read it..read it!
Summary/Time Lines: What if Buffy had always been a witch and lived in England, where she had found out about Slayers before she became one? I'm having Buffy going to Hogwarts with Charlie and Bill and such, but don't worry, everyone else will be added in there. So obviously this is AU because I'm messing with both stories quite a bit, but it should turn out well and make sense. Also if I've got the amount of years that the Weasley children are apart in age and at school wrong I'm very sorry.
Author's Note: Well here's the story. Hope you enjoy. Also please read and review. I'm open for constructive criticism, but please no flames.
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Someone to Speak To
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Buffy's day drug on slowly. Everyone was following Christina around asking her exactly what happened. Buffy figured most of the teachers knew she was a Slayer, as she didn't get in trouble for leaving the school. All day she had been using the excuse that she was in the corner of the common room the whole time because she had fallen asleep and that the thing that flew by the window was probably a bat. Buffy thought that the excuse wasn't very good but worked well enough on people who weren't there.
As she was thinking about this her thoughts were interrupted when the bell rang. She slowly stood up from her chair in the back of Dangerous Creatures and Beings. She picked up her books and skulked up to the front of the room. As she went towards the door Professor O'Brien stopped her, "Buffy, can I have a word with you?"
Buffy nodded and walked back over to his desk. He conjured a chair for her to sit in. Buffy took a seat in the chair and set her books on her lap. She looked at his face. His intense brown eyes were set, he looked concerned.
"Buffy are you doing OK?" he asked softly.
"S-sure," she stuttered, "Why do you ask?"
"The past few days you've seen distant, disconnected. Is there anything on your mind?"
"Well.." Buffy started.
"You can tell me."
Buffy nodded and launched into a full explanation of her dreams and of what happened last night and how last night's events and her dream didn't cliché. When she had finished Angel sighed and sat back in the chair. Buffy sat still for a few more minutes, wondering what she should do. Finally after a few minutes of awkward silence Angel sat forward.
"If this, the dreams and events, ever happens again please come and tell me," he said quietly.
"OK," Buffy nodded and stood up.
"Have a good day Miss Summers."
Buffy locked eyes with him. There it was again, that same feeling of recognition that she also had with Tegan. She quickly turned away, "You too." She then left the room.
Angel quickly got out of his chair and headed to Giles' classroom. When he flung the door open Giles started in fright. He sighed when he saw it was Angel. He set his quill down and gestured for Angel to sit in one of the chairs across from his desk. Angel took a seat.
"What's the problem?" Giles asked, placing his hands on his desk.
"Buffy Summers. She's been having dreams..er..one of the latest one was more of a nightmare. She's been dreaming about Slayers. *The* Slayer, the current one is always in her dreams. She saw Carla killed. She also saw Christina patrolling last night," Angel stated.
"You think she has something to do with the Slayers?"
"Yes, because how does any random person have dreams about Slayers?"
Giles sighed, folded and un-folded his hands, "I'll talk to Travers and see what he has to say."
"Tell him that she told you, not me. He wouldn't believe you if it came from me."
Giles nodded as Angel got up and exited the room.
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A few weeks later Angel was sitting in his classroom preparing his lesson for the following Monday when Doyle raced into his room, panting heavily and shaking violently.
"Is there a problem Mr. Doyle?" Angel asked setting down his parchment.
"I-is this n-n-normal?" Doyle asked and he quickly sneezed.
His face turned a pale green color and horns quickly erupted all over his face. He screwed up his face and it turned back to its normal color and the horns disappeared.
"Well that was..interesting," Angel said, "You're a demon, well part demon at least."
"Joy, wont mum be thrilled, she's got a demon child."
"I take it your mums not demon. Is your father?"
"I never knew my father, he left when Tegan and I were 3."
"What about Tegan, is she demon?"
"I don't think so."
"OK, well we're going to have to go talk to Professor Giles and Headmaster Dumbledore. Has anything else been happening?"
Doyle shuffled his feet and went to open his mouth, but his eyes quickly went milky white and he fell against a chair and twitched a few times. Angel shot up from his desk and went to his side. A few seconds later Doyle came out of it and was sitting there panting heavily and shaking violently.
"That's been happening," Doyle said shakily.
"Visions," Angel pronounced.
"I didn't like this one."
"Well hardly anyone would like falling and twitching-" Angel started.
"I don't mean that. I mean what happened *in* the vision," Doyle rolled his eyes.
"What was it?"
"Someone died."
Angel's eyes widened, "What happened?"
"A vampire, it killed a girl. They were fighting, the girl was a fair match to it, but he won."
Angel stood up and knew that Buffy and Doyle were some how connected to the Slayer line and the Powers That Be.
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*Christina kicked the vampire in the gut and he flew into a bush. He sprang back up and raced at her. She ducked and the vampire flew over her head. She started running deeper into the forest, directing the vampire away from the school. Three figures, two taller and one smaller, raced through the forest after them.
Christina then tripped over a root. Her eyes widened as she scrambled away on all fours. The vampire cornered her and then kicked her in the stomach, knocking the wind out of her for a few seconds. He lifted her up by the throat against the tree.
When she was on the ground she had dropped her stake, so her empty hands flew to the vampires hands, which were around her throat, choking her. She pushed and pulled at his hands, but was weak from loss of air. She was about as strong as the average person now. Her hands pushed and pulled until her body fell limp against the tree.
The three figures were too late to save Christina the Vampire Slayer.*
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Buffy awoke quickly and found herself still sitting in the common room. She knew Christina would be gone in the morning. She had to find Professor O'Brien. She stood up quickly and raced out of the common room, ignoring the calls of "Buffy where are you going?". She raced down to the dungeons and into Professor O'Brien's classroom, he wasn't there. She sighed angrily and sat down in a chair and waited.
A few minutes later Professor O'Brien, Professor Giles, and Doyle walked into the room. Her eyes widened, she knew who the three figures were, and she didn't have to tell them what happened.